Baffle

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It had been a long climb up the steps,
and an even longer journey to get there.
And now this.
The man, who had been a boy when he started the trip,
paused, to catch his breath, to settle into his age,
and then wondered if the girl with the key in her mouth
hadn’t been a girl at all,
but rather a demon,
or even worse, no girl, no demon,
no dream, no anything, really,
except his own secret history
of baffled metaphors
and scant interpretations
as to why
another message always appeared,
always, to entice continuation.
The man, prone to habit, walked on,
just in case.

 

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About John Biscello

Originally from Brooklyn, NY, writer, poet, spoken word performer, and playwright, John Biscello now lives in Taos, New Mexico. He is the author of two novels: Broken Land, a Brooklyn Tale and Raking the Dust, and a collection of stories, Freeze Tag. His fiction and poetry has appeared in: Art Times, nthposition, The Wanderlust Review, Ophelia Street, Caper, Polyphony, Dilate, Militant Roger, Chokecherries, Farmhouse, BENT, The 555 Collective, Instigator, Brass Sopaipilla, The Iconoclast, Adobe Walls, Kansas City Voices, and the Tishman Review. His blog--Notes of an Urban Stray--can be read at johnbiscello.blogspot.com. Broken Land, a Brooklyn Tale was named Underground Book Reviews 2014 Book of the Year.
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